Trace Adkins《Til the Last Shot’s Fired》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:13.99]I was there in the winter of sixty four [00:19.52]When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors [00:25.20]Three hundred miles our trail had lead [00:31.13]We barely had time to bury our dead [00:36.52]When the Yankees charged and the colors fell [00:42.49]Overtone hill was a living hell [00:47.80]When we called retreat it was almost dark [00:53.70]I died with a grapeshot in my heart [00:59.30]Say a prayer for peace [01:05.36]For every fallen son [01:12.18]Set my spirit free [01:18.24]Let me lay down my gun [01:24.71]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired [01:30.55]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired [01:39.33]In June of nineteen and forty four [01:45.27]I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores [01:51.01]Twenty one and scared to death [01:56.70]My heart pounding in my chest [02:02.21]I almost made the first seawall [02:07.87]When my friends turned and saw me fall [02:13.12]I still smell the smoke I can taste the mud [02:19.07]As I lay there dying from a loss of blood [02:24.87]Say a prayer for peace [02:31.07]For every fallen son [02:37.64]Set my spirit free [02:43.81]Let me lay down my gun [02:50.17]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired [02:56.08]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired [03:01.77]I'm in the fields of Vietnam [03:05.00]The mountains of Afghanistan [03:08.17]And I'm still hoping waiting praying [03:11.56]I did not die in vain [03:16.53]Say a prayer for peace [03:22.70]For every fallen son [03:29.30]Set our spirits free [03:35.11]Let us lay down our guns [03:41.87]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired [03:47.72]But we can't come home til the last shot's fired [03:55.27]Til the last shot's fired [04:11.41]Say a prayer for peace for peace [04:16.65]For our daughters and our sons [04:23.52]Set our spirits free set us free [04:29.25]Let us lay down our guns [04:36.24]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired [04:41.82]But we can't come home no we can't come home [04:49.58]Til the last shot's fired